I gripped the back of her neck and pulled her toward me. The car had barely heated up, and our breath frosted between us. “Hey,” I said. She looked into my eyes from an inch away. “Yeah?” “I love you,” I told her, unable to keep it in any longer. “I know,” she said. “You do?” She nodded, her hair tickling my forehead. “Yeah, you’ve been saying it in your sleep for the past week.”
